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Do What Makes Your Soul Shine

Long live all the magic we made.

Hiding in small spaces making out, feeling each others bodies, tasting each other.

 

Both of us sneaking into a bathroom at stores in broad daylight, locking the door and going to work on each other. Making out on the couch in your home while your father was in the room just around the corner watching TV on his recliner.

 

I loved those 60's days', we were so young and so much in love.

 

We tried to run from our love but our souls craved this magic.

 

Joy is not the absence of chaos and suffering. Joy is proof that chaos and suffering don't have to be the only things that exist.

 

Increase your connection with everything that lifts your spirit, expands your reality, nourishes your soul, supports your integrity, honors your reverence, deepens your self expressiveness and helps you keep in touch and harmonize with who and what you love.

 

Denying yourself joy doesn't improve the world - it only depletes you. Do what makes your soul shine.

                                                                                               Jon York  2025

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